Before the Big Game 3
*** This is a fictional account of sexual acts between men (group sex). If this offends you please stop reading. However, if you enjoy this, I would love to hear from you. Constructive feedbacks are welcomed; feel free to email me at ng.ben9@gmail.com. ***
As Ben limped back to his dorm room, the only thing he could do was collapse onto the bed. His roommate, who is not on the football team, thought nothing of it; as it stands, Ben often gets drunk and has sex on Saturday nights. It's not the first time he comes back on Sunday morning totally out. However, he did find it a little odd that Ben slept twelve hours straight. During that time, numerous football guys came and asked how Ben was. They were both worried and surprised that he came back in different clothes.
"Oh my God! They stripped and gang raped him!" One guy exclaimed.
"Look at him! He's totally out! They must have doped him or something!" Another said.
"Let's get those fuckers!" One of the running backs who went with Ben to their rival school gritted his teeth and said. The two pranksters who went with Ben have long since told their teammates that their quarterback was caught by their rival team, but by the time they gone back, they had no idea where Ben was taken. As they looked at their star quarterback they all admire, in such a disheveled state, they were both remorseful and pissed.
"What have they done to him? Why is he not in his own clothes?" They can only imagine that Ben has been stripped and humiliated all night, probably sexually abused.
"Hey guys, calm down. Let's make sure Ben is ok first." Rick, the most level-headed guy in the football team said. He's the second leader the others look up to, and the brain of the team. The team quickly rushed Ben to the university clinic.
"He's ok, just minor bruises here and there. What happened to him? It looks like he may have been assaulted." The doctor observed.
"The fucking Bruins did something to him! We don't know what!" The first running back yelled.
"Don't worry; if they really did something, it's not serious, physically at least. All he needs is a couple of days' rest and he will be good as new. I'll give him something for the bruises. On the other hand, his face, jaw and throat are all swollen, and I suspect he may have been... sexually assaulted."
The entire team was in rage. They started yelling and some wanted revenge immediately. Ben only just started waking and it took him a minute to realize what's going on. Deep sleeper, definitely.
"Hey guys... it's ok. I just need a little rest and I'll be fine." Ben said weakly.
"What did they do to you?" All of them demanded.
"Nothing I want to relive, ok? Just drop it, guys." Ben certainly didn't want his teammates to know he volunteered to suck the entire rival team.
"We need to get back at them, man! We can't just let it slide!"
"Oh we will... We just need a plan." Rick smiled. He was deep in thought. From then on, till the big game in two weeks, Rick's only mission was to device a flawless plan to get back at the Bruins. The Trojans spent hours preparing for their ultimate revenge, and enlisted the help of their friends over at the wrestling team...
The Big Game arrived. The Bruin's coach fell sick two weeks ago and never got better. They had to do the match without their head coach, who was the heart and soul of the team. Needless to say, their morale was affected, and even given Ben's humiliating ordeal two weeks ago, they still lost. Strangely, the Trojan's morale was surprisingly high.
As the match ended, the Trojans celebrated, gathering around Ben and throwing him in the air. Ben was glowing. There is unspeakable joy etched on his face, but there is something more, a crooked smile and an evil grin as he glanced towards his arch-nemesis.
As the Bruins went into the locker room, an air of gloom surrounded them. They lost, and it was not even close. They changed back to their casual clothes in silence, and slowly walked towards the parking lot where their bus was supposed to take them back. Only there was no bus. A stadium staff rushed out to inform them that their bus was delayed, stuck in traffic after getting gas. He told the team to wait in the locker room and he would inform them when the bus arrives. The team walked back, cursing and swearing.
As they entered the locker room, they were too disheartened to notice something wrong. As the last of the Bruins entered, they were suddenly swarmed by guys from outside, pushing them to the center of the locking room. The door closed behind them and men jumped them from nowhere. They have been hiding in the shower area, right after the Bruins exited. They have got the timing down to perfection. The Bruins were not weaklings either, but were totally ambushed and caught off guard. They were also outnumbered. Within minutes, they were all pinned to the ground, thanks to the nationally acclaimed wrestling team.
Slowly and steadily, Ben walked out from the shower area, never looking so smug. He was a god in his school; he made one mistake and ended up being humiliated by the entire rival team. This is payback. With short spiky hair, neatly groomed, eyes sparkling, a superior smile on his face and a cocky stance, he gently rested his right foot on Matt's head. Josh looked up, his faced pressed to the ground, yet there is nothing but admiration in his eyes. Ben never looked so good. From where he was, Ben looked like a god, just as he rightfully is.
"So... who fancies some cock?" Ben raised one eye brow and asked in an exaggerated tone.
"Fuck you!" Matt gritted his teeth and shouted.
"Matt, I'll leave you to last. You were the worst of them." Ben was totally calm. "Release Josh. He was the one who got me back safely." His guys did as they were told. Josh was both relieved and embarrassed for being the only guy set free.
"Ryan was ok too. He asked the others to let me go. Release him." Ben's wish was their command. Just as Matt has power over the football team, Ben is the heart and soul of the Trojans. His influence extended even to the wrestling squad and beyond. True to his name, Ben was even more of a leader than Matt due to his benevolence. He was always fair and never bullied anyone. Even this time he never blamed his teammates for not saving him, he just took one for the team. The entire team wanted revenge more than Ben himself.
"Tie the rest down, guys. We'll give them the same treatment they have given me." The guys quickly tied the Bruins down with the ropes they prepared in advance. Josh and Ryan stood silently on one side. They knew they had no chance against over thirty guys, especially those in wrestling.
"Alright. Get your cocks out. Blowjobs only; no ass-fucking, guys." Ben instructed lazily. The guys worked in frenzy. Zippers went down, cocks came out, people started sucking. Willing or not, the Bruins knew they were fucked, big time.
"I'm doing to you nothing more than what you guys did to me. And since there are eleven of you and thirty something of us, the most cocks you are going to get is three. Am I not merciful?" Ben asked. "Oh yeah, Ryan, if you feel like joining your teammates and sharing their burden, feel free to do so."
Ben walked towards Josh and whispered in his ear, "As for you, sexy, come with me." It never crossed Josh's mind to disobey Ben. He followed Ben into the shower area like a puppy. As soon as they were away from the rest, they broke into a passionate kiss. They have both waited so long for this. They both hungrily devoured each other, stripping each other as they kissed. In no time both of them were naked. While slurping, moaning, gagging, and sighing sounds were heard from outside, inside the two were completely oblivious to the rest of the world. As their hands freely explored each other, both of them were rock hard. Simultaneously, they started stroking each other. They were so in sync it seems they have been doing this for years.
"I want you to fuck me right here, doggy style." Josh whispered in Ben's ears, blowing his hot breath inside, which drove Ben crazy. In one swift move, Ben turned Josh around, bent him over, and inserted his thick seven inch cock all the way into Josh's waiting ass. Both gasped in pure lust. Ben pushed Josh further down and they both got on their knees, his cock deep in Josh the whole time. Once they got into position, Ben started thrusting, hard. In and out, in and out relentlessly. He has waited too long for this. Ever since that day two weeks ago, all he could think of was Josh's exquisite mouth and ass. He's been reliving the events over and over, how Josh's warm mouth engulfed his cock, how his tight ass pounded on his fuck pole. He's finally doing it now, and he's going to take his own sweet time. He wants both of them to climax together, and he's determined to make this the best fuck they've ever had. He has asked his team and the wrestling guys to take their time to enjoy their blowjobs, because he doesn't want to be rushed.
Josh was in heaven. Ben was so powerful. Every forward thrust was forceful and his flesh slapped hard onto Josh's ass. The flesh slapping sounds grew louder and both of them moaned even louder. All the guys outside can hear them. Some football guys were so horned up they left their cocksuckers just to watch. Ben fucked like a mad man, thrusting at lightning speed. His body became a blur as his thick cock slammed again and again into Josh's hot, tight ass.
The entire football team was mesmerized. They have never seen anything so wild and insane. Ben was possessed. They watched in silence as Ben fucked Josh into oblivion. By this time, the team was not even holding onto the Bruins anymore. Some of the Bruins came in, just as curious. For a moment all of them forgot their rivalry. All of them were watching their teammate passionately fucking a guy from the opposite team, and they were all horny as hell. People started jerking in silence. Some of the Bruins got their hands untied and helped their teammates. They were not fighting back though. Everyone was transfixed by what they saw.
Everyone was amazed at how hard Ben was fucking Josh, and how long he has been doing it. Normally, fucking at this speed causes guys to cum quickly, but not Ben. If you ask Ben the one thing that he does well, he'd tell you it's fucking, not football. Ben has total control of his own body. When he approaches climax, he takes a short break, then goes at it again after he comes down a little. He could keep fucking for hours this way, until he's totally exhausted, so this time he kept on and on. Finally, with one hard thrust, Ben slammed all the way in and held it there, shooting his thick load into Josh's ass. He was howling, like an animal. And he was spent. The deed is done. They watched in silence as Ben collapsed onto Josh.
Finally Ben pulled out and stood up. "Now we are even!" He proclaimed, beaming. "Now everyone cum on Matt!" Everyone looked at Matt, who was startled. A few of the wrestling guys jumped and pinned him. In no time Matt was stripped naked.
"Ready? One, two, three, GO!" Ben yelled. Thirty something jets of cum took their turns flying in the air and landed on Matt's body. His face, chest, stomach, groin and legs were completely covered in cum. The Trojans have been practicing diligently, and they have got the timing and aiming down perfectly.
Ben laughed hysterically. "How does it feel to be covered in cum? Hahahahaha..." Everyone laughed. The only person not happy was Matt himself. Even the Bruins were laughing. Not everyone liked Matt, and he sure didn't make himself very likable. As they finished cumming, the Trojans zipped up and left. Soon the Bruins left as well, leaving only Ben and Josh in the cum- filled locker room.
"Wow... that was unbelievable. What possessed you?" Josh asked.
"You, sexy. The only thing on my mind these two weeks is you. I want you even more than winning."
"And now you have both."
"All the better."
"I've got one thing to confess though. The guy who snitched on you, telling us when you were coming to sabotage our mascot... it's your roommate."
"What? That idiot?"
"Yup, he's my friend. And we used to mess around. He's the only person not on the football team but knew your plan. He overheard you guys talking about it."
"That's why you ambushed us. You knew we were coming."
"Yup."
"No wonder... Hey, you owe me, man. You caused me to be mouth- raped and humiliated."
"Is there even anything called `mouth-rape'?"
"Whatever, you owe me. Eleven fucks."
"What? It was eleven sucks."
"Don't care. Fuck's better."
"Whatever. How about I move in with you and you can have as many fucks as you want?"
"Yeah, that roommate has got to go. But not before we punish him though. There's a price to pay for snitching."
"Sure, Ben, let's go back... to your place. My ass is all sore though. I can't walk."
"I'll carry you this time." Throwing Josh's arm across his muscular shoulder, Ben walked Josh to his car. "This time I'll drive too."
The End.